Declan came to the art exhibition with Francis. The hall was big and filled with guests, who were busy checking out the various artwork displayed.
A young man, who seemed to be a student of the art academy, approached Declan and greeted him. "Welcome to our school's exhibition. Please follow me. I will show you around."
"Hmm…" Declan hummed and followed him.
The young man enthusiastically showed and explained the artwork. He even briefed about the artists. However, Declan had not come to listen to all this. He had other intentions. His steps came to a halt in front of a familiar painting. At first glance, he recognized it.
He looked at it with nostalgia, some scenes from the past coming through his mind.
